The glamorous attack was forced to be indifferent

The big wedding between the daughter of Zhuyue Zhuzhu and the son of the head of the Lanyun Sect is a lively event that ordinary people who don't have much entertainment are most talking about.

Since Ji Qiaochuan is a married couple, Mei Xunxiang came to Lanyunzong wearing men's clothes and riding a horse to welcome her relatives. However, she did not come to pick Ji Qiaochuan to Chayuelou, but took the hydrangea connecting the two newcomers and led the married couple into the lobby .

All the people in the venue were amazed by the novelty of the wedding ceremony, and their eyes lingered between the two couples, especially Ji Qiaochuan, who was wearing a little makeup. Fortunately, he did not wear a red hijab, barely retaining a trace of masculine dignity.

Mei Xunxiang looked at her "wife" with a smile. Ji Qiaochuan's appearance was not bad, otherwise she would not be able to seduce her to devote herself, let alone linger in the flowers. .

She slightly raised her delicately trimmed willow eyebrows, and deliberately whispered to her gloomy "wife": "Ji Niang, today is so beautiful."

"..." Ji Qiaochuan's jaw tightened, "What did you call me?"

"You don't have that thing anymore." Mei Xunxiang said indifferently, "Now you want to marry me, isn't it Ji Niang?"

"Ji Niang, you have to understand that you are not a man anymore."

Mei Xunxiang smiled happily, ignoring the person opposite who saw the dripping water.

The male guests who watched the wedding from a distance saw the intimacy of the two newcomers whispering in front of everyone, and wondered if the news they had heard was wrong?

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

Mei Xunxiang turned to face the clear sky, and she and Ji Qiaochuan made a half circle around the hydrangea.

……

Xie Yichao pressed the sore brows, it was too much stimulation last night, he didn't have a good rest, let alone practice meditation, he stayed up all night.

He glanced at Shu Qingyan who was in good spirits calmly, seeing that he was defenseless, he stretched out his hand to grab it and pressed it into his arms, gnashing his teeth silently, you are living comfortably.

Shu Qingyan was startled at first, and then habitually found a suitable position to lean against, noticing the tiredness between his brows: "Brother, didn't you sleep well?"

"Today is the big wedding between Miss Mei and the son of Head Ji, so I'm a little excited." Xie Yichao buried him in Xiangruan's neck, "Is Sang Ping still okay?"

"I'm fine, senior."

Xie Yichao and Shu Qingyan turned their heads at the same time.

A handsome young man in troubled times appeared in their eyes. Sang Ping recalled the male movements he had learned, his demeanor was sassy and romantic, his delicate face became handsome and handsome through makeup, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth would make many ignorant girls lose heart.

"No problem?" Sang Ping hesitated.

Xie Yichao: "Yes."

Shu Qingyan nodded.

Sang Ping finally revealed her boundless self-confidence, holding the bell tightly, waiting until the wedding to show off her skills.

……

"Worship the heavens and the earth—!"

"Wait a minute!"

Everyone was in an uproar, never thought that someone would cause trouble at this stall, and because the one who made the noise was only a strange foundation-builder cultivator, who would have the guts to harm Lan Yunzong's good deeds?

There is a huge gap between Sang Ping in men's clothing and her in female body. Even the disciples of the Lanyun Sect who are familiar with her may feel that she looks familiar at most, but they cannot immediately contact Sang Ping.

She walked in front, and behind her were two puppets who were moving stiffly in black robes.

"Who are you?"

Faced with Sang Ping who might come to kick the hall, Lan Yunzong was quite on guard, and the person who presided over the wedding shouted.

"How did you get into Lanyun Sect!"

Sang Ping looked at the crowd with different attitudes, and smiled gently: "I'm here to affirm justice, so don't be so nervous, there is a wrong and a debt, I only look for the head of the Lanyun Sect and..." Her His gaze was fixed on Ji Qiaochuan who was wearing a bright red wedding dress, and he read three words inexplicably, "Miss Ji."

Ji Qiaochuan couldn't bear it anymore, and he was about to lose his temper if he took a step forward.

"Qiaochuan." Ji Bian pressed his son's shoulder.

Mei Xunxiang stayed in the corner early in the dark with unclear thoughts, she didn't seem to be Ji Qiaochuan's "husband", and didn't care about his life or death at all.

The two of them really didn't have any feelings for each other.

Sang Ping saw it. Although she knew that Mei Xunxiang was very active in the matter of robbing the marriage and even participated in the planning, how could the relationship be reasonable? She was still worried that the other party would have some personal feelings for Ji Qiaochuan.

At this time, the big stone in my heart was put down.

Sang Ling's bell trembled lightly, and the joints of the black-robed puppet standing behind her trembled, and the stiff movements became natural.

"Ji Qiaochuan, do you still remember what happened to the Liu family seven years ago?" Sang Ping's eyes were extremely cold, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

Ji Qiaochuan flashed a hint of confusion, the Liu family?

"If you don't remember, I'll help you remember." Sang Ping said calmly, but in fact he was on guard, alert to the movement around him, "There is a loving couple named Liu. After seeing Orion's beautiful wife, this qi-training cultivator became malicious, not only forced the woman, but also killed the Orion couple, burned the Liu family and destroyed the corpses."

"The husband and wife gave birth to a child, and because of their playfulness, they just escaped from being exterminated. They happened to bump into a Qi training cultivator who ran away in a hurry when there was water in his house."

Sang Ping witnessed Ji Qiaochuan's face gradually turning pale, and her calm mood suddenly became heavy. Could it be true?

The surface remained unmoved.

"I still remember that qi cultivator." Sang Ping said, "Ji Qiaochuan, what do you want to say?"

She stared at the head of the Lanyun Sect in disgust, "Master Ji, you taught the son to play with other people's feelings and wantonly kill the lives of ordinary people. As a father, you don't restrain and discipline, but deliberately indulge in maintenance. You are also an accomplice."

"Your Excellency, if you continue to spout blood and spread rumors, you will definitely not be spared even if it is my son's big wedding today." Ji Bian looked gloomy and tried his best to restrain his anger.

In fact, he restrained himself for ten whole days, from the time when Hua Chongjin used his power to overwhelm others, until today he really couldn't bear it anymore.

"Everything I said is true." Sang Ping said calmly, "Miss Mei is so bright and bright, how can a dog dung in the pickling season think about it."

Mei Xunxiang laughed out loud, Sang Ping's face was already numb, and Miss Mei strongly requested to add the last sentence.

"Zhuzi is rude!" Ji Bian exploded.

The golden core's aura oscillated, colliding with a terrifying aftermath of energy, and the black-robed puppet blocked the attack of the enraged head of the Lanyun sect.

Sang Ping: Senior's actions are really extraordinary.

She scanned the black-robed puppet carefully, and envied Xie Yichao's background from the bottom of her heart. Just a casual cultivator has wealth that most ordinary sects do not have.

Strength is the last word. If she became a Nascent Soul at the age of Senior Xie, why would she want to have such a talent?

"Is it a characteristic of your sect that Master Ji bullies the small?" Sang Ping sneered, "Cultivators kill commoners, seniors kill juniors."

Ji Bian stared suspiciously at the black-robed puppet who blocked him, and when he heard Xiao Zhuji's sarcasm towards him and Lan Yunzong, he trembled with anger, and a puff of white smoke rose above his head.

The others were stunned by the stormy waves, how could a foundation builder actually block the golden core? !What is the origin of this foundation building, so that it has the ability to resist Jindan?

"Your son harmed my parents, and I'll retaliate, right?" Sang Ping didn't pay much attention to the guests invited by Lan Yunzong who were present, and agreed to attend the wedding banquet of Lan Yunzong, more or less. He has some friendship with Lan Yunzong.

This time, a tall, middle-aged man came out: "Boy, did you treat me like mud?"

The content of Sang Ping's words was really shocking, and they couldn't allow them to sit idly by.

"Why..." Sang Ping laughed, "My parents were avenged by Ji Gou Dungen and killed, why didn't you come forward?"

"Or are you the same as Jigoushi?"

Sang Ping's tone was unpredictable, and the aura on her body rose again and again. She was a little bit involved in that story.

The middle-aged man frowned: "With your one-sided words, we can't trust you."

Sang Ping: "Then search for the soul."

The bell rang, and the other black-robed puppet had a ghostly figure.

Ji Bian was in a hurry, but the black-robed puppet blocking him was not easy to deal with, and he couldn't get away for a while.

"Stop him!" Ji Bian shouted, his forehead was covered with sweat.

When it got to this point, the visiting guests secretly sighed that it was unlucky that someone would strike without Ji Bian's reminder.

A black-robed puppet can't be destroyed by Jindan or below.

The middle-aged man held a machete to block the impact of the black-robed puppet, and another wave of invisible energy shook away.

Ji Qiaochuan, who was protected, was so frightened that his legs limp, and he fell to the ground in panic.

When no one noticed, Mei Xunxiang suddenly appeared behind him.

Ji Qiaochuan's brain turned into a paste.

A huge projection appeared in front of everyone, on which was projected an exclusive memory about someone.

Ji Qiaochuan's life was full of depravity, indulgence, perdition, and cold-bloodedness. When what Sang Ping said was confirmed, anyone with a little conscience in their hearts could not help feeling angry.

Living up to other people's feelings is just one of the small things.

In a humid cave, the blood-soaked man was brutally tortured by Ji Qiaochuan, he raised his chin—Sang Ping!

Sang Ping is the most promising disciple of Lan Yunzong, and many people know her well.

But what they saw was...

Others don't know the reason before and after the broadcast, and the disciples of Lan Yunzong felt chills in their hearts.

You played with the daughter of the landlord Zhuyue and angered Ms. Mei. You got rid of Kai Sang Ping's protection and were found by Ms. Mei to take revenge...

The disciples of the Lanyun Sect focused their eyes on their own head.

Even disciples of Sang Ping's status can be used to please the good-for-nothing son, so what will happen to those who are not as good as Sang Ping?

They burst into questioning.

Sang Ping stared blankly at the chaotic and noisy Lan Yunzong. She knew that Lan Yunzong was finished, but she was neither too happy nor sad.

The place where she lived for nearly ten years, the memory left behind is still in yesterday, and as the farce came to an end, it was so far away that I couldn't recall it.

No one cared about her arrival, and no one cared about her departure—the relationship between the visiting guests and Lan Yunzong was not enough to offend Sang Ping, who had a mysterious and powerful background, it should be said to be an enemy.

Xie Yichao, who was hidden in the dark, said to the side: "Look, nothing happened."

"Senior brother, I didn't ask you to come here." Shu Qingyan felt that he meant it, as if he was forcing him, and retorted.

Xie Yichao: "...I'm just talking."

Shu Qingyan apologized: "I was thinking too much, brother, don't mind."

"Although you say that, I still mind." Xie Yichao moved over.

Feeling the shortening distance between the two, Shu Qingyan took the initiative to take half a step ahead of the other for the first time.

Xie Yichao's eyes widened slightly.

"Brother, forgive me, okay?" Shu Qingyan put her arms around his shoulders, and slowly moved her lips closer to him.

A short breath of heat lingered in Xie Yi's ear.

disappointment.